Chapter 151: Weren’t You the One Who Almost Got My Child Killed?

Zhou Jingyi’s gaze swept over Zhou Mingfan’s face, and he gave a soft hum of acknowledgment before heading upstairs toward Zhou Chengli’s study.

Inside the study, Zhou Chengli saw Zhou Jingyi walking in from outside through the window and quickly seated himself at his desk. A short while later, there was a knock at the door.

“Come in,” Zhou Chengli said, feigning a natural composure.

Zhou Jingyi entered. Zhou Chengli looked at him and said, “You’ve returned, Jingyi.” Zhou Jingyi walked over to stand before him.

The massive python was covered in vibrant, multicolored patterns, and a bright red crest sat atop its head, appearing incredibly vivid. Liu Yansong could clearly sense the fluctuations of magical power circulating within the serpent’s body; it was evidently a demonic beast that had cultivated supernatural abilities and had certainly developed a spirit of its own.

Li Yu’s expression darkened. He could hardly imagine how he would survive if Hu Yan learned to throw fireballs—he would likely be blasted black as a soot-covered face every single day.

Behind Zhao Jie, a powerful surge of energy erupted, carrying an icy chill.

Han Yan stared at Qin Tang, who sat in his wheelchair. Although she was deeply worried, she did not let a single emotion show on her face.

Leos signed his name as well before taking the crystal card handed over by the War Ghost and swiping his own card to transfer three thousand crystal coins.

Yu Ziqian’s eyes lit up, and she glanced at Ouyang Yingqi with a mischievous, "thievish" look that made shivers run down Ouyang Yingqi’s spine.

“Fishy!” Zhu Qing cried out with heartache the moment she saw Chen Yu gritting her teeth, immediately stepping forward to protect her.

Zhao Jie’s body, still in the midst of a shoveling strike, spun instantly. His long, slender legs traced arcs of golden light, carving broken, bloody gashes into the Heavenly King’s golden armor.

“Yes!” Xie Xuansu felt so aggrieved she wanted to cry, but with her master already enraged, she dared not make another sound. Helplessly, she cast a nervous glance at Liu Yansong before hurriedly lowering her head and retreating to the side.

“Okay, congratulations on completing the first task of the novice tutorial. You are rewarded with one skill point, which you may allocate as you please,” Ming’s voice suddenly rang out.

Chen Yu thought carefully to herself; there was nothing wrong with her legs—it was purely a psychological issue.

Su Chun stared at the giant egg before him with shining eyes. Not caring whether it could understand him or not, he gave a great wave of his hand and stored it directly into his storage ring.

Just as Zhao Qiankun was demonstrating to Joan how to turn the living into decay, Haierluo, in a tent not far away, received a report from his soldiers.

The Taicang Saint gazed at the vague statue before him and muttered to himself. At that moment, the statue seemed to sense something; the dense death energy permeating its entire body suddenly shuddered, undulating and spreading outward like waves.

It was already quite late, and they were feeling hungry. At the very least, if they put some on, Lele could roast them for everyone to eat first.

The Heaven-Swallowing Rock Shark blew bubbles while speaking, then flipped its body over and shifted positions to continue blowing bubbles.

It was not that fertilization was ineffective, but fertilizer ultimately served only as a supplement. The nutrients required during the growth process of a crop were still primarily derived from the soil itself.

The further one cultivated in the Dharma Aspect Realm, the more rigid the bottlenecks became. Breaking through them required an immense expenditure of energy. With the assistance of the Ancient Black Dragon’s soul, Ao Yunlong did not need to worry about depletion. He gathered the true essence within his body, forming wave after wave of offensive surges. *Boom, boom, boom, boom*—muffled sounds resonated from within Ao Yunlong’s body.

These matters had kept them busy for many days. Today, the entire village of Li Family Gully set out once more, for today was the day that Liu Fugui’s mountain villa would officially break ground.

The Song military garrison of the Court of Judicial Review belonged to the *xiangbing* system. Generally, these troops did not participate in formal combat, serving only for local security, guarding government offices, or acting as auxiliary laborers for the Imperial Guard. Their combat capability was extremely weak. Given their limited perspective, they could not imagine any army other than the Jin forces possessing such fierce bravery.